In a year where the New Orleans Saints won the Super Bowl, Ron Artest kept his cool, and the Chicago Blackhawks won the Stanley Cup, I've learned that anything is possible.

Now, the Oakland Raiders are once again relevant in the NFL and Coach Tom Cable has legitimized himself as a head coach. This is quite possibly the most surreal week I can possibly remember.

After the Raiders defeated the Kansas City Chiefs game last Sunday, I could not help but sense that game was an instant classic. Not only that, but that the game deserves the honor of being named.

The Raiders victory on Sunday meant more to me than most people could begin to understand.

The game was what being a loyal fan is all about. I'll admit that there have been times where I considered being a Colts fan, but it just never felt right.

All of you around the Water Cooler in every office 'round the country, get your "O face" on.

O for offense of course.

A game that the refs had appeared to snatch away from the Raiders with goofy calls. A game that the Raiders snatched away from the Chiefs and all those who doubted the Raiders and have bashed Al Davis since 2003.

That is why in my mad-scientist of a mind, I would propose to all you faithful in Raider Nation, that the name of the game should refer to the euphoria-inducing catches of Jacoby Ford, one of which, he appeared to snatch away from cornerback Brandon Flowers to setup the game tying field goal by Sebastian Janikowski.

For a game that certainly rocked the world of Raider and NFL fans alike, it seems only fitting that the game should be immortalized as, "The Snatch."

Get it?

I also find it amusing that within this past week, Raiders coach Tom Cable has proved himself as a head coach in the NFL, and Keith Olbermann of MSNBC was suspended because he acted as if NBC policies did not apply to him.

Almost to the day, Keith Olbermann named me, "Best Uniformed Blogger" (not Worst Person) on November 2, 2009, because I had the gall to say that everyone has a bias, including people from the East Coast.

But also because I goofed by saying that ESPN should have it's license to broadcast revoked for the blatant attempts of the gossip guys to defame Tom Cable with gossip.

Oops.

I didn't know that ESPN does not need a license to broadcast. I don't know all the details about a company (or industry for this matter) that does not employ me. Relative to NBC, neither does Keith Olbernann.

I guess we all make silly mistakes.

Also in this week that was, Californians rejected the legalization of marijuana, the San FranciscoGiants won the World Series and more voters that identify as Gay voted for Republicans than ever before.

Maybe, the Mayans were right.

This past week also made it official. With the economy in the sink-hole, the price of gold skyrocketing, the election of Jerry Brown as governor and the reemergence of relevance of the Oakland Raiders in the NFL, it truly is, the 1970s.

At least in California.

We in California have gone from a governor that once played a time-traveling robot in The Terminator in 1984 to a governor that left the office of governor in 1983. Why does this feel like deja vu all over again? Why do I get the feeling that another actor not named Arnold could become president?

Here's a weird conspiracy theory that I don't believe and yet my mind can think of it.

The Republicans don't want to fund health-care, because it would siphon money that has been earmarked for medical science to study ways in which to revive Ronald Reagan from the dead. Then again, his organs may have already been harvested to sustain the life of Dick Cheney.